The most powerful plant system

Chapter 9 Treatment options
Elder Cangsong has a heart for Aisong, and puts all his hopes on this group of seed teachers. Seeing the constant quarrels, he feels very irritable.

"Go forward and try one by one, whoever has the best effect adopts whoever!"

He made a final decision to save this group of people from wasting time.

After he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and a sword with a sheath appeared out of thin air, inserted in front of him, and made a dragon roar.

"But remember, if anyone makes Buqu Song's situation worse, the old man will not spare him lightly."

Where there is a reward, there must be a punishment. Elder Cangsong must ensure that these people do their best.

A group of seed masters looked at the invisible sword emitting a sharp aura, their hearts were terrified, and they quickly took out their spiritual farm boxes and insect removal bags to prepare for treatment.

A group of breeders started working together, and Ye Feng, the only one in the courtyard who didn't even bring a bug removal bag and a spiritual farm box, looked very abrupt.

"Oops."

Ye Feng secretly thought it was not good, if Elder Cangsong felt that he was insincere, who knew if the sword would be unsheathed in an instant?

These Xuanzong elders often regard the lives of ordinary people as worthless!
Ye Feng became anxious, but it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, so he can't steal other people's spiritual farm boxes, right?
"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you bring any tools?"

Elder Cangsong has such a keen spiritual sense that he immediately noticed Ye Feng's strangeness, and his face showed dissatisfaction.

Buqu Song's health condition was getting worse day by day, he invited many wood-genus Xuanxiu to help heal the disease, but they all failed, and he had no choice but to invite planters from all over the place.

Most of the seed teachers are warriors in the awakening stage, and some are even pure mortals, so he actually doesn't have much hope in his heart.

But it's one thing to have low expectations. Shouldn't he do his best to heal the person he invited with his face?

This guy in front of him looks like a stunned young man, he didn't even bring a Lingnong box, did he come here to join in the fun?

His Aisong's life was dying, and someone else came here to make trouble?

Elder Cangsong's expression turned gloomy, the dignified elder of Xijianzong does not allow others to play tricks on him!
Feeling the sword swaying in front of Elder Cangsong's eyes, Ye Feng went straight to his heart!
This elder has a bad temper, if he doesn't answer well, he will be killed if he doesn't answer!
In the midst of the crisis, Ye Feng was dripping with cold sweat. Seeing that everyone around him was staring at him, he took a deep breath.

"Let me tell you, the younger generation's ancestral seeding technique is quite special and doesn't require too many tools."

Ye Feng cupped his hands, pretending to be confident, as if he had some confidence in treating Bu Qu Song.

"Oh?"

Elder Cangsong narrowed his eyes, as if he was examining whether what Ye Feng said was true or not.

Ye Feng was so nervous that his palms were sweating. In his previous life, he was an otaku who loved to play games, and his mental quality was not good enough, unlike other time travelers.

"Forget it, anyway, we will see later."

Elder Cangsong snorted coldly, and stopped paying attention to Ye Feng, while other seed masters stepped forward to try one after another.

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but felt even more uneasy in his heart.

It's over, it's my turn to step forward later, what should I do!
The cowhide that is blown out cannot be recovered!
"Huh, planting teacher is a very sacred profession, and pretending to be will only embarrass people!"

When Ye Feng was in a state of anxiety, there was a faint sarcasm from the side. It was Bao Zheng who spoke, no, it was Bao Zhi.

Baozhi soaked the seed masters together for decades, and was almost fanatical about his work.Seeing that Ye Feng was young and in the team, it was strange, but just now he said wildly that healing does not require tools, and he was quite displeased at the moment.

In his opinion, if there are too many such bragging scum, the reputation of the entire breeder world will be affected.

"Huangkou kid, Mr. Bao doesn't need to pay attention to him."

"We'll see how he loses face later."

Several seed masters followed suit with cynicism, and there was contempt on the brows of those who did not speak, especially after seeing the panic in Ye Feng's expression.

Ye Feng couldn't care less about the ridicule of others, his thoughts turned sharply at this moment, thinking about the way out of trouble.

He is really flustered!
The planters walked towards the Unyielding Song one by one, each using their own methods, but the number exceeded half, and they tried their best, but the Unyielding Song showed no sign of getting better.

Elder Cangsong turned cold when he saw this, if Buqu Song couldn't be cured, he might not live for a few months, how could he be in a good mood?
The atmosphere in the courtyard became tense and depressing. The failure of so many people in the front made the seeders behind realize that the situation of Unyielding Song was worse than imagined.

Planters usually come into contact with mortal plants, and they do not have enough experience in treating spiritual plants.

After two-thirds of the number passed, Buqu Song was not healed, but because of the tossing of the crowd, the momentum seemed to be a little sluggish!
Clang!

Elder Cangsong's sword's spontaneous dragon chant seems to represent the wave-like anger hidden under the master's calm face.

Ning Qingfeng waited on him, with a wry smile on his lips.

If Bu Qu Song is really hopeless to be cured, I am afraid that the master will be more "severe" when teaching swords in the next year.

A famous seed teacher returned in vain, dejected, and in the end only Bao Zhi and Ye Feng remained untouched.

Ye Feng's palms were sweating, and he was complaining incessantly.

If no one of the seed masters succeeds, Elder Cangsong will be even more angry when he goes on the stage later, maybe he will really be killed by a sword today...

Bao Zhi's dark face was full of sternness, and he stood out from the crowd.

He had tried many methods that his peers could try before, but none of them could make Unyielding Song's situation better. Even if he tried again, the result would probably be the same.

Therefore, he purposely stayed at the end. When Elder Cangsong had almost lost all hope, he raised such an opinion, which might be accepted by the other party.

"Senior, Bu Qu Song is terminally ill and can't be cured by ordinary means. I'm afraid he will have to be put to death to survive!"

Bao Zhi clasped his hands, feeling a little uneasy.

"How to die first and then live?"

Elder Cangsong's gaze is like a torch. This person is probably the last hope of Buqu Song.

"Slash the mess with a sharp knife and amputate the limb!"

Bao Zhi gritted his teeth and added. "Cut off all the sick parts behind the eighth branch of the Unyielding Pine, and there should be a chance of survival!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

According to Baozhi, almost half of the Unyielding Song would have to be amputated!
Although there are many cases of grafting and the method of turning a dead tree into spring, it is very rare to have such a large scale.

The more parts amputated, the smaller the chance of survival. It is crazy for Unyielding Song to do this before showing his death.

"Nonsense! If you do what you say, will the Unyielding Song still be the Unyielding Song?"

Elder Cangsong's tongue was bursting with spring thunder, and his voice was so loud that it shook everyone's eardrums and made them feel cold.

"The younger generation is just seeking truth from facts. With the younger generation's knowledge, there is no other way."

Bao Zhi clenched his teeth and said, facing Cang Song's anger in a daze.

At this moment Ye Feng admired Bao Zhi a little bit, the old man did not expect to be so courageous, it was worthwhile to waste his black face.

(End of this chapter)